Unsure how to feel, unsure why I feel at all, wish it would make sense instead of being something that leaves me questioning so much.

Sometimes I wish I was someone else, could enjoy special moments without feeling guilty, be wary of happiness in case it’s something worse.

Mania is something truly beautiful, yet truly destructive, I wish for something in between. A happy medium, a happiness, a truth… a feeling of normality… to be able to live life… without regret and worry.